One of my 2010 resolutions – a list which keeps growing in ridiculous directions, and which I might not be willing to make public until I figure out what direction this year is taking me – was to attempt to journal daily.
The original incarnation of this resolution was that I would sit down at the end of each day and write out, in simple list form, all the things that happened. This is something that I did while in Yosemite with my parents in 2008, and looking over that set of scribbled lists, I can not only remember, you know, what we did, but I also remember specific exchanges, specific jokes or quabbles, all of the things which form a complete memory to me.
Of course, I had no idea that this year, that these first few months, would bring such intellectual and emotional discovery (one of my friends, when I was initially overwhelmed by the increased mental alacrity, suggested I might have hypomania, which was such a hilariously dramatic suggestion that I carry it around in my pocket). I had no idea that I would fill an entire journal in the first six weeks with all of the thoughts bouncing around in my head, with quote upon quote from the books which I was voraciously reading – there were so many thoughts vying for space on that page, I didn’t have the time or the need to pause and think, “Hmmm…what’s happened today? What’s been on my mind?”
Eventually, as these thoughts continue to marinate, I hope to share some of them. The utilitarian within keeps reminding me that, since I often learn vicariously through others, perhaps my lessons can help someone else.